Escape! Freedom!

Writing my memoirs here… I’m around eight, nine, ten years old here. I was troubled and unhappy. I woke up once in the middle of the night surrounded by bright orange flames. I knew I was going to burn alive. It would be unbearably painful, and if I were unlucky, I’d live… only to spendContinue reading “Escape! Freedom!”

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